I hate to disappoint you but I'm back! Okay I'm really sorry but Jack is for some reason not uploading! . Ha, I didn't know I could make those faces maybe Microsoft works isn't an oxymoron after all. Yeah you can see it's me 'cause I lose track of things. So yeah, um, here's district 5.
Morpheus Uncle's POV
I dropped by my nephews house with some berries, some bread and some stripes of fatty beef. I intended on having them there for after the reapings, when we were supposed to celebrate. The things we celebrated were it not being us picked for the arena.
I walked into the kitchen to see Morpheus pulling on his shoes while shovelling some bread into his mouth. "Come on kid! I have to be up with the mayor for the reapings" he nodded his thin elfish face and stood up, hitching up his black pants.
We walked down to the district square in silence as always. I left him by the 16 year old section and I took my place next to the mayor and victors on the stage. It was one of the perks of being head peace keeper.
The Panem anthem blared out of the speakers and the mayor launched into his speech on the history of this place.
Finally it was over and the midnight blue escort pranced onto the stage flicking his dyed pink hair out of his face. "Ladies first!" he announced into the microphone and drew out a ticket. "Olivia Hemlock!" he said scanning the crowd for the girl. A stony faced girl emerged from the 15 year old section and walked up to the stage her grey dress bobbing up and down. Her dark hair was let loose hanging around her face. She stood proudly and faced the audience.
"And now the boy!" called the escort happily he pulled out the second ticket and called "Morpheus Murad!" I froze. Morpheus stepped onto the stage disbelief on his face. His blond hair was flapping in the wind as was the purple shirt I had given him for his birthday. He let out a small chocked sound as the mayor concluded the reapings and I being the head peacekeeper had to escort him into the justice building. I clapped him on the shoulder before taking a seat in the spot reserved for friends and family.
Yay longest reapings yet! I have begun to make allegiances and I have now sorted out the arena! Yay!
Okay there wasn't anyone close to the district 6 tribs so I have used a random point of view thanks to Imperatrix Nyx.
Voldemort's POV
I moved to the 16 year old section with my boyfriend Harry and waited for the mayor to finish his bloody speech!
Bathilda walked up onto the stage in her high heels and bright pink skin. I shuddered at he lack of nose and the way she surgically altered he face. "Heeellllllloooo District 6 and welcome to this years hunger games are you ready to see your tributes?" of course there was no reply. I smirked at her face. After the akward silence had passed she dipped her hand into the shiny glass ball and fished out a piece of paper "Kyra Darcy!" she called and a girl wit hstraight, shoulder length auburn hair emerged from the 15 year olds section. She walks up next to the escort and stands with her head held high. The escort tries to clap her on the shoulder but she dodges away like she's contaminaited.
"Well then. How about the Boy tribute?" Bathilda calls dipping her hand into the other ball and peering at the words "Dyrian Ross!" she calls and a messy blonde headed boy staggers onto the stage , wobbles and then falls on his butt. This isn't uncommon for our district mostly everyone with a type of problem is on the morphene. "Well there you have it!" called Bathilda as a previous victor helped Dyrian up "Congradulate your tributes for the 58th hunger games!"
I head home hand in hand with Harry dreading the weeks to come. Because I was going to have to watch twenty four kids fight to the death in one big, ugly and awful arena. Didn't the capital realize how sick and twisted killing was?
Okay, not my best but hey I did what I could for some one who is as insanely bored as I am. So I promise Jack will be doing the next ones so theres something to please you (even if I have to beat him up)
Thanks for standing me Nudge1234
